Whenever something like our Blanco stone maze is revealed, the world is never short of those that begin criticising and to whom only one thing should be objected for the sake of brevity: Their uselessness.

Whining, criticising, complaining are very easy things to do. Buliding a stone labyrinth takes years of hard work, while protesting it takes a few seconds and calories consumed by the tongue in pure gobblediggooking. Being envious is easier than constructing an object of envy, whether it is a slim or muscular body, a fortune, a big house, a job career, a yacht or a labyrinth.

Once, a self-appointed critic called us impresentables, but we believe he said so because he coulnīt see up higher that the soles of our boots.

And that is why there are so many art critics - more than artists, actually -, because acting on inspiration is a matter of exclusivity, while acting based on resentment and frustration is a matter of the masses that try to pull down anybody beginning to elevate himself or herself above the rest. In this way, by attemtping to curtail the talents of the best they try to forget the difference between best and worse, better and hoi polloi.

We are more than our critics; we are prud of our achievements and we teach that to anybody who makes into the Gea.

And one of our ideas, when we began creating the Blanco stone labyrinth was o make a statement against that kid of people to revaluate exclusivity, quality and some things that for the sake of political correctness hav ebeen publicly devaluated. We are ot trying to turn "the have nots" into characters of a jojke, we are not trying to make fun out of somebody elseīs disgrace - for mediocrity is a tragedy indeed -, but by means of constructing something that could well become perpetual, erect a monument to effort and the rewards that work itself produce to those keen on making something outside the box. In other words, we want to put a signpost to make a difference between the best and the rest.

Even if you are a critic of what we do, we hope to spark in your mind the fire of action and competitivity instead of whining and envying.

In our world, mostly for political reasons, applauding the perceived elite is seen as bad; masses are preferred to aristocracies because they tend to make average individuals feel better and give politicians less hassles controlling the situation. And whenever something different comes along and is perceived as threatening to the status quo, critics appear trying to diminish the polish that naturally comes with what is really precious in order to dampen it and eventually end up covering it in the rust of their own mediocrity.

We are elitists indeed because we never let ajust anyone enter our group. We are not interested in things like the colour of the skin of each candidate, his or her political ideas, sexual preferences or religion. What we want is that the candidate, with his or her own deeds demonstrates us that he or she lies above the average; non-linearity of thought is essential, and the fact that we can reach some spot on Earht and decide to create something like a stone maze is indeed proof that those who finally make it into the Gea groups are more than the average person that lives in an apartment in the middle of a city, even if they do live in apartments, for in thir case it is the body but not the mind that remains trapped inside those boxed living quarters.

Poetīs license: Our stone labyrinth at the Blanco is a monument to the aristocracy of ideas and the destruction of the ideolatry of masses. So letīs make a deal: Feel free to criticise us... if you can do better than us.